COPPED A BRICK lyrics

by

Boldy James



[Intro]
Where we at? (Uh)

[Verse 1]
When I be on the west side, n*ggas know that I rotate with Percival
In the streets, it's for keeps with us, so don't take it personal (Uh uh)
When them city slickers beatin' down your block, this sh*t is strictly business
E.P.M.D - everybody plottin' my demise (Blocks)
I marvel at the sight of 'caine, I love to watch it rise
If this was love at first sight, then we was lockin' eyes (Where we at?)
Got a fetish for them butter babies who love the ladies
Just as much as I do, ain't gon' up if I ain't got to
Could'vе shot you, but you pus*y; I ain't have to, but I took it
When I robbed him, hе like, "Boldy, please don't kill me”, should’ve cooked him
I ain't run off with your work, b*tch, I took it (Take that, take that)
Take a n*gga brick, slap him, then you sell it back to them
You still in Brooklyn? This the proof in the puddin' (Uh)
Told my plug to leave me some room if it's any cushion (Package)
The center of attention, fresh out of central bookin' (Blockworks)
My n*ggas wolves in sheep clothing and all you n*ggas woofin'
Where we at? n*gga, you tell me
Went to the principal for help, she just expelled me
Got tossed a sack right off of Macktown and Bellvie
Them I caught some Act' across the track, that sh*t derailed me
Stay with my old faithful 'cause she never fail me
Gotta keep that hammer close for n*ggas tryna nail me to the cross
Brodie say, "Get 'em gone", we gon' finish n*ggas off
It's whatever n*ggas on, tell him tell it to his boss
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